Redhawk Caldera the girl that time forgot

Jaws was not the least bit surprised by her answer; it would have been eerily coincidental if the two were not blood relatives, to the point that the coywolf would have continued to suspect they were but that they wanted to keep it a secret, or else did not know it themselves.

"It's Jaws," he replied simply when she inquired about his name. "As for your stripe - I'm on to you." he said, leaning in close until he was nose to nose with her, his unblinking stare never straying from her eyes. He lingered there in intense silence before speaking again. "You just want me to ride you again so I can have a closer look." With that, he drew back, a smug look dancing across his features.